CatharsisI spoke, I let the words flow from my heart to my mouth. I let the feelings that I held for so long become words that will reach your eyes. My words flew like captured birds, outwards and onwards. They breathed the clean air and almost smiled back to me as they flew away from me.
Now my heart is light again, there is space in it again. Although you ran away, you took my words with you, do with them what you may, for I am clean. I had my catharsis, now I can move on; for the weight I had in my heart is gone.
BlueZen 31-35, F 2 Feb 3, 2012